My Hope Is

 Im holding a telescope but know nothing of future,
my dreams are made of gold yet are covered in ashes,
My hope is sleeping and i feel alone.

Always wondering of a dream that lives somewhere,within,
behind the darkness that causes disbelief,
my hope is like a flower ,sometimes not growing.

My hope is waiting,
in my heart,in my soul exists,
but the darkness in times makes me blind
and i listen to a far away.. sweet lullaby

amysangels amysangels
22-25, F
Nov 19, 2010